where did all these sarah feels come from

What We Were - 7.1

AN#1: All the Swarto feels today, right? Also, hey!!! This is back. (It has a bit of Hartbig as well. The usual.) (Feel free to interpret however you please.)
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Hannah’s pov - Beginnings - 1.4k+ words
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There is a beautiful woman sitting across from me.

“Hi, what was your name again?" 

I turn my head and look around, making sure that this beautiful stranger is actually talking to me, out of all the people in this crowded bar. Me, a shy and awkward ball of social anxiety, filled with insecurities and the urge to repress any feelings whatsoever.

"Sorry,” I mutter confusedly when she cocks her head to one side in question, long hair cascading graciously down slim shoulders. I laugh, because yeah, she is talking to me. 

“I’m Hannah. Sorry, wow, you are gorgeous." 

Wait, where the fuck did that come from? 

But she’s smiling. The beautiful woman is smiling at me, mouthing a quiet thanks.

I can do this. I can fucking do this. 

"Um… nice weather, right?" 

Mmkay, I can’t do this at all.

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Sports Reporter Riley Matthews whole world is turned upside down when Shortstop Lucas Friar signs with the Yankees, can she keep the secrets she’s held onto for the last thirteen years, can he keep the secrets he’s held onto?

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Author Note: Yay, we got a whole week of chapter’s in. *does the dance of joy* the next chapter will be out on Monday September 26th, 2016.  Don’t forget Saturday nights are Slumber Party Saturday’s on my blog and I’ll answer any and all questions that come into my ask box on tumblr that night, including ones about this fic or others I’ve written.


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“Are you sure you’re okay?” Riley put the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table as she looked at her husband and the ice bag on his ankle.

“I’m fine it’s just a mild sprain. I’ll be back on the field in a few days.” He sighed, of all the ways to sprain his ankle he did it this morning in the locker room when he tripped over a loose shoe lace.

“I texted Alex to let her know you’re okay because I’m sure she gets the alerts on her phone.” Riley handed him a bowl of M&Ms before she picked up the remote for the pre-show. “You sure you want to sit through this?”

“Yeah I want to see Zay, and I’m curious who his date is.”

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